User blog comment:Snowstripe the Fierce/The Mercenaries' War/@comment-26538658-20151215153951/@comment-26538658-20151218130954

After a while of swinging, jumping, dodging and running, they finally came to a hole in th ground, barely big enough to fit one of them.

"Alright, now it may look small, but it's musch bigger 'n it looks on the outside. Branna, y' go in first." he motioned for the stoatmaid to enter.